Looking into the future
And seeing what I can't tell.
Muddied are the waters
That I drink from my well.
Passing the dark shadows
That hide the rainbows end.
Yet I must keep moving,
Or the wrong message I'll send.
Grin and bear it, stiff upper lip,
Long ago sayings, apt for today.
Hardships are part of life, they say;
Yet I must keep moving, till the last day,
days until beyond
Lady Vivian
Love ya!
Jane